Strongest Wastrel

My father's words made me feel a lot.

After leaving the forbidden area, I meditated with my knees crossed and kept thinking about the so-called Tao.

But no matter how I think about it, I still can't get an accurate conclusion.

From the next day, I would go to the forbidden area every day. According to my father's instructions, I would quench with Yang and thunder every day. This process is doomed to be slow and difficult, not a one-day success.

In addition to the early opening of the divine consciousness, the extraordinary sensitivity of perception makes it even more difficult to ascend to the heaven level physical body.

When I leave the forbidden area after the quenching, I always walk unsteadily, with static electricity on my body and a puff at the corner of my mouth.

Time goes by.

Half a month has passed.

As for the things mentioned by Fu Xiao, I've already arranged for them. I've sent ten people into the hidden door to practice, because my father can't disperse his energy and do it for everyone.

Fu Xiao is also kind. From time to time, he will tell me to search for the whereabouts of Lian Ti Jing.

As time goes by, I have made more and more progress.

The more that happens, the more excited I get.

That period does not belong to my memory, the existence of terror, simply shocking.

I can't help but get excited. Every day, I wonder how strong the body of this day can be. Next time I meet rosefinch, can I fight back?

Until one day, Fu Xiaolian did not say hello, directly into the prince's courtyard, that expression is very moving.

At this time, all the children were there. I think Fu Xiao was in such a hurry. It must be an important thing, so he took him to the back garden.

I said, "what's the rush? Don't even call? "

"I found the whereabouts of a body refining Scripture, but it was regarded as a treasure by the other party. No matter what conditions we offered, the other party was not willing to hand it in. It also said that this scripture had a history of hundreds of years in their temple, and it was a group of old monks who ate antiquity. It was difficult to persuade them. That's why I came to tell you." Fu Xiao spoke quickly.

I was so moved that I grabbed Fu Xiao by the shoulder and asked him where the book was.

Fu Xiao replied, "in Songshan Shaolin Temple, I asked someone to go through the ditch with the abbot. As a result, the other party refused to let go. They didn't want any gold and silver. They also said that it was handed down and only gave it to those who had a chance. It was very troublesome. You can't go out in person, and we can't understand it. Can't you rob it openly?"

"Don't worry, you go back first. I'll try my best and let you know when there is a result." I nodded.

After Fu Xiao left, I went to wumingyuan to meet the old man in person.

The old man doesn't have too many affairs these days. Sitting alone in the courtyard tasting tea, he seems to be very carefree, and his expression is beautiful.

Seeing me coming, he said with a smile, "isn't there another problem?"

"Actually, I came here to ask for something from you." I am busy is bow hand, secretly scold oneself how always can't escape with that thing to concern.

The old man's eyes narrowed into a slit. It seemed as if he had expected. He took out a piece of folded soft skin from his arms and put it on the table. "Fu Xiao came to see you, and you came to see me again. I think it's going out to do business. After the danger before, I've already prepared for you in advance. You see, the old man, I guess right?"

Looking at the folding soft skin of the desktop, I put up my thumb directly, "you're powerful, old man."

"Take it and do a good job. The old man will make a cover for you and cheat Luo's attention. It will be more convenient then." The old man pushed the soft skin in front of me, swallowed his saliva and said, "his name is Zhang Quan."

Three days later.

Wearing a new mask, I changed my face and came to Shaolin Temple in Songshan. It was full of tourists. It was totally different from my impression of quietness.

Fortunately, Fu Xiao arranged a person named Liu Ming in advance to take me through the scenic spots and enter the deepest part.

It's a simple temple. There is a monk sweeping the floor in front of the door. There are statues of Buddha worshipped in it. The incense is burning continuously, and there is no noise outside.

But as soon as we were ready to enter, Liu Ming and I were stopped.

Two strong monks are standing in front of the road. They seem to know Liu Ming. Their eyes are full of hostility.

"It's you again. You can't give something to hidden door. Don't you understand?"

"Liu Ming, if you are wise, you should leave immediately. Don't force us to see the guests off."

Liu Ming is a middle-aged man. At the moment, he dare not reply. Instead, he put his mouth close to my ear and said respectfully, "young master, these two men are the gatekeepers here. The abbot has given instructions not to let us step into the hidden door again. I'm afraid things are not so easy to do."

I nodded with a smile, and Lixian held up his fists. "Next Zhang Quan, please let me go, because I'm the one you Abbot said was predestined."

As soon as the words came out, the two monks laughed at that time.

"The abbot just said it casually. In order to get rid of the flies in the hidden gate, are you serious?"

"And fate, do you want to laugh me to death?"Just then, behind the door came a monk in his sixties. He still had a big mole on his face. With a straight face, he scolded: "monks don't lie. Since the abbot spoke, it must be true. How can you two talk nonsense at will?"

The two monks in charge of the gate were so surprised that they quickly stopped laughing. They bowed their heads and called out Uncle De Shan. They didn't dare to speak any more.

The black mole monk, known as martial uncle Deshan, immediately raised a faint smile and said, "I'm sorry, benefactor. If you have any offense, please forgive me."

"The virtuous and virtuous monk has been thinking too much. I'm going to Zhang Quan for the purpose of refining the body Sutra." I went straight to the subject.

Monk Deshan was embarrassed and said in a friendly voice: "benefactor, it's really difficult to take out the refined Scripture. You have a great power in seclusion. Don't embarrass our small temple."

"Don't you mean it's for someone who's destined? I am I patted my chest carelessly.

Monk Deshan's expression was even more ugly. He didn't mean to let us in from beginning to end. He kept us outside and said, "benefactor Zhang, you don't believe me. How can you go to see elder martial brother Abbot directly with this sentence? I think you'd better go back where you come from. "

"Eminent monk, I'm not here to take the Scriptures. I just want to borrow them to have a look. Is there any loss in your temple by doing so?" I immediately turn the target, anyway, I just need the memory imprinted on it by divine consciousness, and I'll fool in the door first.

As a result, the two monks next to each other would not let me in.

"This benefactor, it's very important to refine the body Sutra. If someone steals it, it will be a big trouble."

"Yes, this is a treasure of our temple. Not everyone can see it, let alone take it away."

As for monk Deshan, he looked at me silently, as if the two monks' words represented his meaning.